Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
“Now that’s taken care of, I think it’s time we consummate this union of ours,” I say, and the door rattles as I slam Stella against it and push my body into hers. She coughs as my forearm presses against her throat, holding her in place.
My cock hardens when she flinches from the pain I inflict by fisting her upper thigh. Stella is so pretty when in pain. “I want to cut you, Stella, to bathe you in blood and capture your pain on canvas for the world to see.” I press my cock against her, and she shivers. “I want you to scream for me as I cover you in cum.”
Her fingers trace the minor cut on her tit, and she laughs. “I think you already cut me.”
God, I love her laugh. It’s the sweetest sound in the world. For someone like me who’s rarely seen light or goodness, it’s rare to hear something so pure.
I crush my lips to hers, letting the taste of her flood my senses. I could get lost in Stella. She has this power over me to make me forget everyone and everything. She’s my calm in a frantic world. I love the guys, but Stella is the center of my heart. Without her, I couldn’t function. I couldn’t survive.
She slips her tongue into my mouth, and my teeth sink in, digging into the soft flesh, drawing the blood my monster craves. Few women could handle me and be open to giving me what I need. But Stella gives in to me selflessly.
“I love you,” I whisper against her pillowy lips.
She brushes my mouth with a smile. “I know.”
My hands circle the collar she’s wearing as I clip on the dog leash. “Now get on the floor, whore, and present me your ass.”
Stella drops on all fours without hesitation. Her soft hair is like silk under my hand as I caress her head, tugging on the leash and moving her into the apartment. “Good girl.”
I’m so glad we got her naked before we collared her because the view of her big, round ass is out of sight. That dress was stunning, but her naked body is the finest piece of art. Nothing on this planet is more attractive than her naked form.
Ronan’s voice booms behind us. “Here we go again with Kian’s weird fuckin’ shit.”
“Stella, do you like your current position?”
She smiles, her dark eyes finding mine. “Why don’t you come and find—" Her words are cut off with a moan.
Axel growls. “She’s gushing like a bitch in heat. She likes it, alright. Ronan, why don’t you fill our girl’s mouth? She looks like she’s hungry for some cock.”
Ronan’s thick cock is out of his pants so fast that I’d swear he was The Flash. He glides the tip along Stella’s lips. Her mouth falls open, and she sticks out her tongue. “Such a good girl, Rabbit. Allowing your brother to suck on your juicy pussy while I stuff your mouth. Do you want my cock?”
Stella pushes onto her knees, extending her tongue and trying to touch the tip of Ronan’s cock.
“Then beg for it, sweetheart. Tell me how much you want me to feed it to you.”
“Please,” she begs, followed by a moan from Axel’s face attached to her cunt. “Please let me suck on your thick cock.”
Axel’s head bops, and I know his tongue is working overtime because tasting Stella’s pussy is like eating a damn Michelin star meal. Nothing, and I mean nothing on this planet, tastes as good as our girl.
“Bring our pet into the living room. She’s going to be on her knees a good long while, and since it’s her wedding night, we should make it a little more comfortable for her.”
Ronan smirks as he takes her leash in his hand and tugs. “Be a good girl. Let’s see you crawl like a dog for your daddies and big brother.”
“Only if Axel keeps up what his tongue is doing.”
“Don’t worry, little sister, your big brother’s tongue is nestled nice and tight,” Axel mumbles as they start crawling across the floor.
“Get under her, Axel. Stella, sit on his face,” Kian demands.
“I’m not sitting on his face. I’m too big.”
Rage fills me. We’ve been through this shit. We aren’t pussies. We can handle a woman, especially our woman. Her body is fuckin’ perfect. Every roll, scar, and dip in her skin. Fuckin’ perfect.
I turn to Ronan. “Shut her up, Ronan.”
I don’t have to tell him twice. As Stella is about to talk, he shoves his cock in her open mouth, gagging her.
I rip off my belt, wrapping it around my hand. “Sit on his face, Stella. You can do it yourself, or I’ll make you. Choose wisely, Sweet Girl, because one will hurt very much. You looking to be punished on your wedding night?”